"…chef?"

Wei Ze was quite happy to see the introduction at first sight. A university must not be missing a canteen, and a chef must not be missing in the canteen. This was originally a big trouble, but I didn’t expect it to be solved directly.

But thinking about being pitted by a stone carving once before, he still had to act cautiously and asked Qianshou: "Can you cook?"

Qianshou nodded.

"What can you do?"

Thousand Hands shook their heads.

"What does shaking your head mean? Can't do it now?"

Qianshou nodded.

Wei Ze understood something. Kunlun University is located in a barren mountain, with no supermarkets around it. Even with a canteen chef, this is a real skillful woman who can cook without rice. Now he not only has no rice, but also has no cook.

Wei Ze held his forehead: "This... you are already a mature kitchen god. You have to learn to order the stove by yourself, right?"

Qianshou nodded.

"What do you mean by nodding?" Wei Ze scratched his head, "Can you really be able to do it?"

Qianshou nodded, then stepped out of the cafeteria and walked into the white mist behind the building. Wei Ze remembered that it was the road leading to the wild forest behind.

More than ten minutes later, a pile of wild vegetables and fruits were piled in front of Wei Ze, half a person tall, and there was even a pile of cut firewood next to it.

"I mean I want to show it to me on the spot?" Wei Ze's expression was subtle, "You won't take the pot with you, right..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qianshou closed his hands with his hands, and chanted the spell silently. Although he was a mute, the words in his mouth seemed to shake the air around him.

As the spell was chanting, several arms slowly spread out from behind her, like the real Thousand-Handed Guanyin appeared in the world. Each hand held a treasure, and at first glance, there were spatulas, long spoons, soup pots, grills, kitchen knives... without any repetition.

Wei Ze: “…”

He just watched Qianshou grow a stove with one hand, wash it with three hands, cut vegetables with five hands, raise the pot with two hands, and seasoning with two hands... The last few hands arranged the bowl together, held a large spoon with one hand, and scooped a spoon with three hands from three stoves, and at the same time filled it into the bowl and brought it to him.

This technique looks familiar and evokes the memory of watching the canteen aunt serve dishes.

Wei Ze looked at the bowl in front of him that was emitting a fragrance...that should be called Su Geng, and then raised his head and looked at Qianshou's little eyes with anticipation on the other side, and finally lowered his head and took a bite.

When the soup was in his mouth, it emitted a unique fragrance of fruits and vegetables, and the aroma rushed straight into his nose. He had eaten for more than 20 years, but this bite seemed to make him re-recognize the ingredients.

Not only in terms of taste, this thing seems to have some special health effects. After a bite, it feels like swallowing a flame, and the warmth spreads from the stomach to the whole body, making people feel refreshed.

If he hadn't activated the corresponding skill, he would definitely give this spoonful of soup a golden effect and give another shiny behind him. He would probably be able to cosplay the chef's head on the spot.

As if satisfied with his reaction, Qianshou grinned and smiled, dozens of hands shaking and patting at the same time, really dancing.

"Brother...No, girl, let's take your hand back before talking?" Wei Ze put down the bowl and twitched the corner of his mouth to remind him.

Qianshou seemed to realize this problem, and embarrassedly stretched out three hands to scratch his head, then closed his palms, and the arms behind him shrank back like a turtle back.

"It seems that you like cooking?" Wei Ze continued.

Qianshou nodded.

"Can you take care of it by asking you to cook for dozens of people?"

Qianshou nodded repeatedly.

Fortunately, Wei Ze breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was a bit scary, it had to be said to be very practical.

Among the university logistics staff, the one who comes into contact with students is the cafeteria staff. He was originally thinking about how to solve the problem of personnel from chefs to cooking and then recycling, but now he just came up with an all-in-one machine.

Next, just build a simple kitchen for Qianshou to use, and the problem of this canteen can be solved.

Well... considering the impact, you have to install a circle of curtains. If you find that the aunt who makes you food in each window in the canteen is the same person, then that's too terrifying.

No, it should be said that the chef, chef, logistics and even supplier are the same person...

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized a problem and turned to Chishou and said, "Why can you find the ingredients so quickly? You are so familiar with this place?"

As the president of Kunlun University, he has the picture of the immortal palace that is better than GPS in his mind, so he can just know the surrounding environment. Qianshou was called out and collected by himself, so why did he feel like he had been here for a long time?

Qianshou blinked, dancing as if he wanted to say something, but he could only make a silly sound. The only response he could understand was nodding.

"That is, you are indeed very familiar with this place?"

Wei Ze looked at the [Yellow-level Employee Contract] on the panel and fell into deep thought.

Could it be that these so-called employees were not brought from somewhere outside, but were natives who appeared because of this prop?

Unfortunately, the two existing employees, Stone Carving Ghost and Thousand Hands, are not the type that can communicate easily... I can only look forward to the next contract to bring him a talkable employee, and ask for details.

He took back his mind and looked at the admissions roster in his mind again.

The basic dining problem has been solved, and there are also wall carving ghosts in the dormitory. At least the students’ living needs can be met. The university has met the basic requirements for opening the door and can start to welcome students.

"The next thing is to send a notice. But since it is a university of cultivation, you can't send a express delivery, right?"

Wei Ze looked at the stack of notices in front of him and thought about whether there were any high-end skills such as item transmission.

At this time, a bird song came from outside the window. He activated the [Calling Bird] casually, allowing the bird to fall to the shoulder obediently. It was a white dove, cooing and turning its head to look at him.

Wei Ze slapped his hand and had an idea.

...

Early morning a few days later.

Yuan Qingqing was woken up by the continuous birds singing outside the window. He rubbed his eyes and got out of the bed and opened the curtains. He saw a white dove flapping its wings hovering in front of the window, with an ancient envelope in his mouth.

"This is…"

She quickly opened the window, and the white dove flew into the house spiritually and fell on the back of her hand, putting the letter in her other hand.

When I opened it, I saw a piece of yellow paper inside.

Yuan Qingqing felt that his breathing seemed to have stopped for a moment, so he carefully pushed away the yellow paper and saw five big words written in cursive script directly above: admission notice.

She held the yellow paper tightly in her hand and laughed silently at Chaoyang.

...

Just this morning, similar scenes appeared in every corner of Ancheng. Without knowing each other, the students who submitted files to Kunlun University received their admission notices.

Some people are excited about this, while others are half-believing and half-doubting.

But time did not stop because of this, and the summer vacation after the college entrance examination seemed to pass in the blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!